's worst dream: I make them tense they hate me, see me and shake like a chain link fence, By the looks of them you would swear Jaws was coming, By the screams of them
thinkin nigga fuck, leavin them whiteboys in Colorado But fuck it, let a hoe be a hoe is my motto Cant let it rest Gotta get it off my chest just to express
three valuable minutes of my life with your insincerity. You see Robin I?m just searching for the young soul rebels, and I can?t find them anywhere. Where have you hidden them
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large it was me who was in charge Of the sleeping car express From the driver and the guards to the bagmen playing cards I would supervise them all more
you cunts are just bitter cause we must crap gold nuggets, yo they digging our shit that we made from no budget, but I?m still selling kicks stuffed in a cell cooped up in them
down from some windy mesa No women to make them food and child No expressions on their faces I'm low in a helicopter And the wind from whirling blades
nigga fuck, leavin them whiteboys in Colorado But fuck it, let a hoe be a hoe is my motto Cant let it rest Gotta get it off my chest just to express my
getting hit for losses Not even makin' it back, to the line of scrimmage Seizin' those scrubs out, starters in Midnight madness, somethin' to us From
and large it was me who was in charge Of the sleeping car express From the driver and the guards to the bagmen playing cards I would supervise them all
and large it was me who was in charge Of the Sleeping Car Express From the driver and the guards to the bagmen playing cards I would supervise them all